Becoming God Of A Dystopian World

Zhao Luo pointed at that apparition again.

"I am asking you about your use. So tell me, how should I use you all? Especially you."

Zhao Luo asked the question again from the same apparition that was sleeping before.

Zhao Luo could think about how to use these thoughts in his mind while he is still in this state where he is unable to move his body or wake it up.

But why didn't he think on how to use his thoughts apparitions himself?

The reason was simple.

'I don't wanna'

Yes just because he didn't want to so he asked them instead of thinking on his own.

After the apparition heard the question of Zhao Luo, it couldn't think of an answer.

The apparition was a part of Zhao Luo. An imaginary form he created after he took a 'thought' and let it manifest in front of him which made all these apparitions a part of him.

As Zhao Luo didn't think on how to use these apparitions of his similarly they couldn't know the answer to a question that even Zhao Luo doesn't know about. So when faced with the question, the apparition started to break down.

"I-I-I Do-Do-Don't know "

After saying its last words the apparition fell apart and disappeared from the dark space leaving Zhao Luo with the other eight apparitions of his thoughts.

Zhao Luo massaged his glabella as this was another block that he had to pass on his own.

'If only someone was there to guide me'

Zhao Luo thought silently. Although he knew that this was his mind and there was no one except him here, he could only have wishful thinking.

Right when Zhao Luo was lost in his thoughts. A shadow was becoming clearer and clearer. It was just like the other apparitions of Zhao Luo. The only difference was the facial features and the age.

This apparition looked way older than the other apparitions of Zhao Luo. But even though this apparition looked old, there was something unexplainable about his looks.

The passing of age was visible as the apparition looked like a ghostly old man but there was this grand aura surrounding that old apparition.

After this old man appeared completely, he looked as solid and whole as any human can get. Zhao Luo was shocked when he noticed the old man as there was another human standing in this dark space.

'What the Hell?'

Zhao Luo thought while looking at the old man since, for Zhao Luo, this old man appeared suddenly in his mind space.

'Is he my thought? But I didn't summon any after that gentleman.'

Zhao Luo chuckled thinking about a past fool.

He looked at the old man who existed in his mind space as another person. He wasn't a part of Zhao Luo neither did he looked like an apparition anymore.

The old man ignoring the questioning gaze that Zhao Luo was casting towards him moved towards the other eight apparitions which were still there.

"They look even more interesting up close"

The old man said with a creepy smile on his face after examining these apparitions.

"You have already reached the third stage of Naoli. Very interesting talent."

The old man looked at Zhao Luo while talking like he was impressed with the achievement of Zhao Luo.

"Thank you, Old man."

Zhao Luo blushed and thanked the old man as that old man was the first person to acknowledge his hard work.

Even though he didn't understand the words that the old man had used but he did know that he was getting praised. So he decided to ask the old man.

"What do you mean by the third stage of Naoli?"

Zhao Luo with an intriguing look waited for the old man to reply.

"And Why should I tell you, young man?"

The old man was still looking at Zhao Luo but right now he had a mischievous look in his eyes.

Zhao Luo was taken back when he heard that.

'What does he want? What should I say? Why should he tell me that?'

Zhao Luo was thinking hard right when the old man's sound was heard again.

"I am messing with you. HEHE."

The old man giggled and was trying to act cute.

'I almost puked.'

Being awake for so many years and just using his brain, the presence of Zhao Luo was unbelievably strong. But it only took one 'HEHE' from the old man to leave his godly presence in disorder.

The old man sat down in a lotus position and gestured at Zhao Luo, telling him to follow his movement.

Zhao Luo followed his gesture and sat down in a lotus position facing the old man. They both were looking at each other. The old man waved his hand making few words appear out of nowhere. The words were shining in a golden light.

"First Step to God Hood: Mastering the Naoli"

Zhao Luo read the shining words that had appeared in front of him.

The words disappeared soon. The shocked Zhao Luo was still trying to comprehend the meaning behind the words that he had just read.

He was looking at the old man with a look of a beggar waiting for the old man to tell him about what he read just now.

"As you can read. Whoever wants to become a God has to start from here. The first step is to train your brainpower. And not just train it simply but it's something completely different."

The old man spoke slowly and stopped at every sentence letting Zhao Lio digest the knowledge.

"This is called Naoli."

The old man showed Zhao Luo his fist. Then he opened up four fingers and said,

"There are four stages to mastering the Naoli.

Though it is almost impossible to comprehend even the first stage as many talented experts are not even able to pass the first stage."

The old man spoke with a sad look.

"But cases like you are very rare that even these old eyes haven't seen many like you."

The old man smiled at Zhao Luo.

"Just tell me what the third stage of Naoli is? How do I master its fourth stage if there is one?"

Zhao Luo wanted answers. He didn't want the smile of an old man as he could feel that the answers could lead to learning the use of his thought apparitions.

"Take your own pace. The faster you go up, the harder will be your fall once you make a misstep."

The old man reprimanded Zhao Luo which made Zhao Luo calm his eagerness.

As Zhao Luo became calm the old man continued,

"The first stage is Controlling. You need to control your thoughts by being calm. By controlling your thoughts you will be controlling your desire. Just doing that will let you assemble them in your mind. It sounds the easiest but achieving it is the hardest."

The old man's explanation was like a flowing river. It kept on coming wave after wave at Zhao Luo who was like a never-ending well.

Zhao Luo while listening to the old man had only one thought in his mind.

'Master'

Maybe it was the charisma of the old man that made this thought appear in his mind or maybe it was his way of explaining Naoli. Whatever it may be, in the mind of Zhao Luo this old man was already an extraordinary person.